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WHY ARENT MY COMMENTS WORKING ON HIS SCARS

"Haneul-ah, your boyfriend is here again."
          
          "I don't have a boyfriend."
          
          "He's been here ten days in a row."
          
          "He likes coffee."
          
          "He likes you." She corrected, pointing a wrinkly finger up at him. "And if you don't climb him like a tree, I will."
          
          ".... Ma'am-"
          
          Ma'am you're OLD.
          
          ____
          
          Lmao.

I WANNA POST THE ONESHOTS BOOK BUT I DONT EVEN HAVE A COVER BAHAHHAHA HELP

"Rise. I command it.”
          
          “And I defy it, my liege. For what man would dare stand before the sun?”
          
          
          ___
          
          “Depart from me once more, and I swear—by blood, by ash, by all the gods who’ve cursed us—I shall raze this kingdom to cinders and salt.”
          
          ___
          
          Body worshipping>>>>>
          If that's a thing..... Idk.

Omegaverse.

Should I upload the oneshots book today?
          
          I mean
          
          I'm writing some stuff...

If you do read, I'll appreciate your feedbacks whatever that might be<3 
          
          

Hey, I saw you on comment section of some yeonbin stories, can you please read mine too? 
          
          /story/389227364?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=YeonBin_fairy
          
          It got- chaotic enemies to lovers 
           eggs on the floor
           ghosts with yeonbin shipping agenda
           sarcasm and humor
          And  some light angst at the middle of the chapters. 

“You painted him. By the stars—do you realise the gravity of that?”
          
          “Why is it such a matter of consequence? He just… has a striking visage. Call it artistic inspiration.”
          
          “Artistic inspiration? Oh, do not insult my intelligence. You’ve been watching him. That much is painfully evident. The two of you are SO in love.”
          
          “I was not watching him! He wasn’t even present when 
          I—”
          
          “Oh?”
          A pause. A slow, knowing smile.
          "That, healer boy, is a far grave confession than anything you might’ve spoken aloud."
          
          "How?"
          
          “You remember him well enough to capture him in paint.”
          
          *_*_
          
          Fefe being the "delulu is the solulu" wingman (while hiding his envy behind that goofy ahh smile) trying to teach our healer boy how to woo the hot chef.
          
          Want it?
          
          (The rough one, the more casual idea took me one minute to write, and now that I tried HiStOrIfYiNg it, it took me twenty. Tf?)

Turns out the homework ain't that much.
          I completed half of it in just two hours!